Page 44 of Tangled Emotions

Who says I don’t?

I haven’t seen any proof you do

Maybe I’m a lesbian?

Nah, I saw how you watched me climb on my bike

Maybe I like the male form?

But not enough to date?

When are you leaving Port Stella?

Maybe I’m not.

…

Hmmm

Hmmm what?

Just thinking.

About?

Why would you stay?

Better question. Why wouldn’t I? I like it here.

Guess time will tell

You busy next week?

Do you ever give up?

Not when I want something

And what is it you want?

You.

Goodnight Frank

Sleep sweet Edie

I’ve made it a point not to ask Big E about her and why she’s hellbent on not dating. That’s something I want to hear from her. There’s a story there, and it’s hers to tell.

Rolling to my side, I set my phone on the nightstand and stretched out to sleep. Tomorrow I’m officially employed and need to be ready to take on the munchkins.

My job went from subbing to a short-term gig. And that suited me fine.

All the kids I met in the park were all in my gym classes. They all had strong personalities and most of them worked together.

There’s always one or two that upset the balance or end up as outcasts.

Except, there was one kid who tried to include everyone. And he was walking over to me with a strange look on his face.

“Hey, Doc.”